My theory is to only start making left turns when you are lost. The worst that can happen is that you will end up in the same place that convinced you that you were lost. At this point, you begin to make only right turns.
You know there’s something Mid-western & East Coast road builders do that I’ve never really understood.
You get on a road labeled “north.” Then you spend 20 minutes headed east. Then 20 minutes headed south. Then 20 minutes headed east again. Then, finally start actually going north.
Apparently, “north” just means where you’ll eventually end up, if you stay on the road long enough.
Here on the west coast, it seems a road labeled “north” will, excepting the occasional detour, actually head north.
Well, my husband complains that he *hates * left turns, so when he’s driving, I suggest ways to get where we’re going by making only right turns. It usually involves going way out of our way, but we’d get there in the end. Then he decides that left turns aren’t so bad after all.
I first got my driver’s licence when I was at uni. For the first few months I was still not very confident about driving. So for getting to and from uni I had two separate routes, neither of which required making a right hand turn.
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Yep. We like to confuse the tourists like that. Chicago has a main highway running past it that you take to get pretty much anywhere else. I-94 West will get you north to Wisconsin, and 1-94 East will take you south…and eventually eastish to Indiana.
But it’s nowhere near as bad as 465 around Indianapolis - where coming from the south, West and North both take you north, but they’re two different roads. (One goes around the city, one doesn’t.) Would two names really have stretched the numbering imagination so badly?
I don’t know why our highways are so curvy. It’s not like we have great expanses of hills to work around…
Now that’s being confusing. Or obtuse. Where I come from, that’s true; but it’s not true where I live. (And when I started driving where I now live, I found left turns quite hard to make, until I forced my brain to approve of getting over to the far side of the road that I was turning into).
And yes, I know where Cunctator is driving – I was born in that town.